Incarnation and Humanness

One takes on a distanced perspective with regard to the choices of others. And one realizes that meddling in the affairs of another has no place in this journey. Ultimately, one’s choices are one’s own. And while it is the cultural norm, for so many of you, to put forth your viewpoint on the actions and choices of others, this is an action that det

All of my Lifetime is a womb. I am birthing myself for Death.

But a child born to two parents is also an offspring of the earth, its tissues as surely a part of earth as any tree or flower, or burst of ocean spray. A human child, true; but an offspring in which the entire history of the earth is involved — a new creation arising not just from two parents, but from the entire gestalt of nature, from which the

One of the curious things about human consciousness is that it is enamored of stability. You bought the concept that stability is something desirable hook, line, and sinker. So you strive for it; you think that if you do not have stability and security then who are you? You might not exist, you might be annihilated.

The grace of your evolution requires you to give in completely to every limitation until your entire being commits itself to penetrating its human form. There can be no holding back and no hesitation. The direction is through the center and out the other side, courageously, with all three eyes open.

death changes nothing and it is because of this spiritual truth that suicide is suicidal…it doesn’t work. We remain ourselves in spite of death. On the other hand, as disembodied souls, we know very little about free will which, as we are beginning to discover, only exists within the human form. In our so-called “spirit realm,” we are subservient t

Neyah wouldn’t let him, and asked how the memory part of the spirit was written. Father took the reed from Neyah’s hand and drew a jar.… “For a jar holds fluids, which of all earthly substances are nearest to that which has not earthly form. When a man is born for the first time, his jar of memory is empty; gradually through his many lives it is fi

What is another person but a part of our soul we have yet to meet? Gaia Codex: Node 3333.451